THE PERFECT MAN Episode 28 'Wait, what?' 'Yeah. She's Mrs Kemi Adebayo, deputy governor of lagos state.' 'Nneka it's a lie. Olumide was that connected?' 'Are you asking me? You guys were together for more than a month and you didn't know? What did you really know about him?' I understood what Nneka wasn't saying. Apparently, I knew nothing about the guy I rolled in the sheets with. Unfortunately, he was dead. There was no way to remedy that situation. I brought out the master card that Olumide's mum gave me and placed it on the dashboard. 'She gave me this card and asked me to charge whatever I wanted to it.' Nneka collected the card and exclaimed loudly. 'Kamsi baby, you don hammer. Don't forget me in paradise pls.' 'That's not all babe.' I pointed to the car she had shown me earlier. 'I now have an official baby mama car and a driver.' 'Chai Kamsi. I'm so happy for you o. You are now a full time baller o. I envy you o.' 'Forget about balling. The real issue just arrived now.' Which issue? Bryan?' 'My parents. Since I'm no longer aborting, I have to tell them I'm pregnant for the dead, yoruba, muslim son of the deputy governor of lagos state. Now do you still envy me?' Nneka shook her head. It was getting quite late. I looked at the official car parked next to ours. The driver was awaiting my next instruction. I shook my head. There was no way that car was following me home. I was yet to inform my folks. The car could wait. If I survived my parent's ordeal, then I could drive it proudly round town. I discharged the driver and escort after convincing Olumide's mum over the phone that it was in our mutual best interest if the car didn't follow me home. Did not want to catch my parents unaware. On the way home, I and Nneka brainstormed and couldn't come up with anything solid. I thought of how best to break the news to my parents. I considered sending them a text before getting home but it sounded stupid. Olumide's mum may have made my decision easier, but now, it was getting harder. 'Nneka,' I said, turning to her, 'how do you tell your parents you are pregnant,' I ASKED? TBC


'Kamsi, I think there's no right or wrong way to break such news. I would just tell them,' she replied

'How,' I pressed on

'You can tell your mum first, and then the both of you can tell your father together. You guys used to be pretty close.'

'Yea, we used to be. But now she's more on my father's side than mine. I don't think I can tell her.'

'Ok. Is there anyone else your father respects and listens to asides your mum, maybe like his brother?'

'Are you kidding me? Tell chief Nnamdi I'm pregnant? I would rather tell my father myself.'

'I thought they were very close, are you sure he can't be of help?'

'That man is a snake and he would blow the matter out of proportion. It's not even possible.'

'Hmmm, any other person? Think babe.'

'His best friend; chief Omeka. He was the one who talked my father into letting me go to florida in the first place.'

'That's perfect. First thing tomorrow, we go and see chief Omeka.'

'Ok babe. Thanks.'

'But how come all your father's friends are chiefs?'

'If you ask me, na who I go ask?'

We laughed in unison, momentarily forgetting my worries as she sped on. Tomorrow would handle itself.
_

Chief Omeka lived on the island, as opposed to the mainland which we lived on. It wasn't even noon and the traffic was maddening. I hadn't been to his house since I got back and I prayed I remebered the route there. Everything had changed. The island was really looking developed. I should have asked my mum for his address but if she knew I was visiting him, then she would become suspicious and blow everything up. Leaving the house without going to church already put me in her bad books, I wasn't about to jump from frying pan to fire.

'It is only God that knows where you are going this morning with Nneka. But please try and come back before 4pm. I invited Emeka over again after he left without seeing you yesterday.'

'Mummy pls, forget about Emeka. Nothing can ever happen,'

'Something must happen o. If it won't happen with Emeka, bring the person it would happen with o. I'm already above 50. My mates are grandmothers. My case will not be different in Jesus name.'

I smiled and walked away. I had to get to Nneka's house first. I would not be drawn into another senseless argument this morning. I had other pressing issues.

We got to chief Omeka's house by 4pm. Nneka's mum was not as forgiving as mine. We had to cook and eat before leaving. Now enroute his house, I wished I had called before coming. What if he wasn't around?

'My mum is in church and my dad is having his bath, so you are going to have to wait a while,' chief Omeka's son said to us as soon as we had introduced ourselves.

He was around. Thank goodness. I looked at chief Omeka's son properly. He didn't recognise me. We were play pals when we were a little younger and still lived close to each other. Puberty was kind him, he had grown taller and was more handsome, looking nothing like his not so handsome father.

'No problem, we would wait for your dad,' I replied

He left us in the sitting room and went to get his father. Nneka winked as soon as he left. She was pleased with what she saw. I smiled.

'Good evening sir,' we both chorused as soon as chief walked into the sitting room.

He was dressed in a white shirt and blue shorts. He still smelled of his bathing soap. He hadn't aged much and he looked very much younger than my father, although he was older.

'Good evening my children, Kamsi, hope there is no problem o. Your father didn't say you were coming.'

'Yes uncle, he doesn't know I'm here. This is Nneka, my best friend,' I said, gesturing towards her.

'Chukwudi, get them something to drink. Where is your mother, let her get them something to eat, it has been almost a decade since Kamsi last came to my house,' he said to his son

His son got up and left, giving me the chance to reveal the real reason I came to visit.

'Uncle thank you, but I'm here for an urgent reason. You have been my father's friend since I was born and apart from his brother Nnamdi, you are the only other person he listens to.'

'Kamsi, what is it, tell me,' he said, sounding concerned

'Uncle, I'm pregnant. I had made up my mind to terminate it, but circumstances above and beyond made me change my mind, so I want you to help me tell my father before he finds out and kills me.'

The silence in the room was deafening. He looked lost in thoughts after I had dropped the bombshell. His son, Chukwudi, walked in, carrying a tray containing exotic drinks but this was no time for that. His father spoke up

'Kamsi what you've asked of me is no little task. But thanks for coming to me.'

'Uncle, I had nowhere else to go.'

'How did you get here,' he asked, standing from his chair

'I drove here,' Nneka replied

'Ok, both of you will follow me to your house in my car.'

'Ok sir.'

'Chukwudi you will follow behind in the second car. Is that clear?'

'Yes sir.'
_

The drive to my house was the longest ride I had ever been in. Nneka was seated at the back, asleep. Chief Omeka was uncharacteristically quiet. I couldn't blame him. He had showered expecting to eat a nicely cooked home meal and a peaceful sleep afterwards. Now he was going to weather a storm in my father's house.

My phone buzzed. It was a message from Olumide's mum

'Thank you my child for choosing to restore my happiness. May Allah guide you and be with you. Call me if you need anything.'

I was tempted to call her. The more bodies I had present, the better it was for me. My phone buzzed again, it was a text from Emeka. I wondered how he had gotten my number and if he waiting at home for me.

'Where are you Kamsi, there's fire on the mountain.'

I reread the text and felt a little jumpy. There was fire on the mountain, it had said. Had my parents found out I was pregnant? I showed the text to Nneka

'Don't mind the alarmist. He's probably bored and tired of waiting.'

We got to my house a little past 9pm. Lagos and traffic. As I made to get off the car, chief Omeka grabbed my hand

'Kamsi, what I'm about to do will not be easy on your parents, so do not make it any worse by speaking out of turn or being defensive. A lot of things will be said this evening, bad and hurtful things. Just remember that you deserve it. Is that clear?'

'Yes sir, it is. Thank you very much for doing this, God bless you sir,'

As soon as we all got down from the vehicle, I noticed something out of the ordinary. Two saloon cars were parked outside my gate and one looked like chief Nnamdi's car. What was chief Nnamdi doing in my house by this time and who owned the second one. I looked closely and saw someone in the driver's seat. As chief Omeka walked into my compound, I became nervous, I couldn't breathe. Nneka and I followed him in.

I saw Emeka leaning on the rail at the veranda and he was smiling sheepishly. I ignored him as I walked by, I had a bigger fish to fry inside and he was no concern of mine.

'Your oyibo lover is around o.' he said, laughing

I turned back to ask what he just said but the opening of the main door cut me short. I looked up to see who it was and behold, it was Bryan. He was smiling, and so was Nneka. She definitely had a hand in this.

'Happy birthday baby.' Tbc
THE PERFECT MAN Episode 28 'Wait, what?' 'Yeah. She's Mrs Kemi Adebayo, deputy governor of lagos state.' 'Nneka it's a lie. Olumide was that connected?' 'Are you asking me? You guys were together for more than a month and you didn't know? What did you really know about him?' I understood what Nneka wasn't saying. Apparently, I knew nothing about the guy I rolled in the sheets with. Unfortunately, he was dead. There was no way to remedy that situation. I brought out the master card that Olumide's mum gave me and placed it on the dashboard. 'She gave me this card and asked me to charge whatever I wanted to it.' Nneka collected the card and exclaimed loudly. 'Kamsi baby, you don hammer. Don't forget me in paradise pls.' 'That's not all babe.' I pointed to the car she had shown me earlier. 'I now have an official baby mama car and a driver.' 'Chai Kamsi. I'm so happy for you o. You are now a full time baller o. I envy you o.' 'Forget about balling. The real issue just arrived now.' Which issue? Bryan?' 'My parents. Since I'm no longer aborting, I have to tell them I'm pregnant for the dead, yoruba, muslim son of the deputy governor of lagos state. Now do you still envy me?' Nneka shook her head. It was getting quite late. I looked at the official car parked next to ours. The driver was awaiting my next instruction. I shook my head. There was no way that car was following me home. I was yet to inform my folks. The car could wait. If I survived my parent's ordeal, then I could drive it proudly round town. I discharged the driver and escort after convincing Olumide's mum over the phone that it was in our mutual best interest if the car didn't follow me home. Did not want to catch my parents unaware. On the way home, I and Nneka brainstormed and couldn't come up with anything solid. I thought of how best to break the news to my parents. I considered sending them a text before getting home but it sounded stupid. Olumide's mum may have made my decision easier, but now, it was getting harder. 'Nneka,' I said, turning to her, 'how do you tell your parents you are pregnant,' I ASKED? TBC THE PERFECT MAN 
Episode 28

'Wait, what?'

'Yeah. She's Mrs Kemi Adebayo, deputy governor of lagos state.'

'Nneka it's a lie. Olumide was that connected?'

'Are you asking me? You guys were together for more than a month and you didn't know? What did you really know about him?'

I understood what Nneka wasn't saying. Apparently, I knew nothing about the guy I rolled in the sheets with. Unfortunately, he was dead. There was no way to remedy that situation. I brought out the master card that Olumide's mum gave me and placed it on the dashboard.

'She gave me this card and asked me to charge whatever I wanted to it.'

Nneka collected the card and exclaimed loudly.

'Kamsi baby, you don hammer. Don't forget me in paradise pls.'

'That's not all babe.'

I pointed to the car she had shown me earlier.

'I now have an official baby mama car and a driver.'

'Chai Kamsi. I'm so happy for you o. You are now a full time baller o. I envy you o.'

'Forget about balling. The real issue just arrived now.'

Which issue? Bryan?'

'My parents. Since I'm no longer aborting, I have to tell them I'm pregnant for the dead, yoruba, muslim son of the deputy governor of lagos state. Now do you still envy me?'

Nneka shook her head. It was getting quite late. I looked at the official car parked next to ours. The driver was awaiting my next instruction. I shook my head. There was no way that car was following me home. I was yet to inform my folks. The car could wait. If I survived my parent's ordeal, then I could drive it proudly round  town.

I discharged the driver and escort after convincing Olumide's mum over the phone that it was in our mutual best interest if the car didn't follow me home. Did not want to catch my parents unaware. On the way home, I and Nneka brainstormed and couldn't come up with anything solid. I thought of how best to break the news to my parents. I considered sending them a text before getting home but it sounded stupid. Olumide's mum may have made my decision easier, but now, it was getting harder.

'Nneka,' I said, turning to her, 'how do you tell your parents you are pregnant,' I ASKED?  TBC Reviewed by De SOUL ENERGIZER on July 16, 2017 Rating: 5

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